Lunch with Eddie
Jul. 17th, 2008 06:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
measured_wordsFrom yesterday's AWC challenge:
I’m in a rush. It’s always the same – either I wake up late, or I’ve got an early meeting, or I just can’t be bothered. Today it’s a bit of a combination. I don’t feel like cooking, of course. I could just nuke something – I’ve got a bunch of stuff in the freezer – but I don’t feel like that either. Nope. Something about today, I don’t know what, but it calls for the basics.
Bread’s on the counter, peanut butter in the cupboard. I don’t have any jam, but I’m not fussed. A nice quick lunch. It reminds me of being a kid again. Ahh, for the halcyon days of youth, back before I got in to the business. It almost makes me think I should call my mom, but I know I won’t. Better that way, really.
I’m in a rush. It’s always the same – either I wake up late, or I’ve got an early meeting, or I just can’t be bothered. Today it’s a bit of a combination. I don’t feel like cooking, of course. I could just nuke something – I’ve got a bunch of stuff in the freezer – but I don’t feel like that either. Nope. Something about today, I don’t know what, but it calls for the basics.
Bread’s on the counter, peanut butter in the cupboard. I don’t have any jam, but I’m not fussed. A nice quick lunch. It reminds me of being a kid again. Ahh, for the halcyon days of youth, back before I got in to the business. It almost makes me think I should call my mom, but I know I won’t. Better that way, really.
